Freya Athol Whore ❤️

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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, dis chick, Whore – yeah, I’m talkin’ bout her! She’s like da wildest weed in my forest, growin’ all crooked an’ crazy. Reminds me o’ “Requiem for a Dream” – ya know, my fave flick! Dat movie’s all about chasin’ highs an’ crashin’ hard, an’ Whore? She’s livin’ it, doc! “I’m gonna be on television!” – she’d yell dat, swearin’ she’s hot stuff, but nah, she’s stumblin’ through da trees like Sara Goldfarb on a bad pill day.

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This impeccable single-storey residence awaits in Athol Park, nestled within a quiet and private cul-de-sac, promising comfortable living with a perfect blend.

Don't even get me started on the local diner on Rice Street. Their pancakes are killer. I mean, I could munch on em forever. But the strangest thing? A secret alley off Maple St. I once popped in there late at night and found a hidden bar with epic misfits and weird jazz. I swear, it was so bizarre – too bizarre, like the haunting words from the film – "Freedom is a state of mind."

Budget, capital purchases on Phillipston Town Meeting warrant